The Epic Revenge

Chapter 1732: practice calligraphy

Household chores are exhausting.

In the morning, with the help of Bai Xian, Gu Yun washed all the sheets and duvet covers, and wrung them well.

She was in a daze by chance.

Bai Xian asked cautiously, "Miss Gu, are you tired?"

"No, I'm thinking about Luo's writer." Gu Yun said truthfully.

Writer Luo worked hard to come here, and got such a result, if it was replaced by himself, he would definitely hate it.

Gu Yun couldn't think about how much he hated him, but was worried about whether it would be safe for him to go back all the way.

If it wasn't on the battlefield, but instead at her home, she would definitely feel guilty for a lifetime.

Bai Xian's face was a little pale.

He was silent, the blue veins on his forehead moved.

He should ask something.

According to Jiao Yun's statement, she and Chief Writer Luo were in a relationship, but they didn't have any explanation, so it was inappropriate to drive the other party away like this.

He also wanted to defend himself.

Bai Xian also learned some skills in dealing with people in Hongmen in the first half year.

But these words were too heavy, each word weighed a thousand pounds, pressed on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't say a word. He was silent, letting his mistakes continue, he was not a good thing anyway.

Gu Yun just thought about it, she didn't want to chase after her.

The cowardly and irresponsible side of her character was revealed at this time.

She has no way to be responsible to others, she can only do her best not to cause trouble to others.

In short, the two have their own thoughts and the same cowardice.

In the afternoon, Gu Yun said that he would go out.

Bai Xian immediately followed: "Where are you going? I'll go too."

Gu Yun said: "When I left Shanghai, I told my colleague that I would write a small article for the newspaper, and he would distribute it for me. He would also recommend me to other newspapers if I couldn't.

I've already written that I'm going to the post office in town to send the article, and by the way, my address so they can get in touch with me. "

Bai Xian volunteered: "I'll help you send it."

"Let's go together, I'll borrow an ox cart first, let's go tomorrow morning." Gu Yun said.

Borrowing an ox cart is not easy.

Cow is considered a luxury in the countryside, and it is labor in the beginning of the spring. No one can treasure it.

Gu Yun hasn't come back for many years, and she is not familiar with the people in her clan. Besides her fourth uncle, she has no close relatives.

"Then I can only go on foot." Gu Yun sighed.

Bai Xian said, "I can carry you on my back."

Gu Yun wanted to say that others were tall and big, more powerful than cows, so he couldn't help laughing.

But it was a joke, she couldn't tell him.

When she smiled like this, Bai Xian's heart sank all day and trembled.

The biggest worry in his heart disappeared, and the taste of yesterday's kiss slowly reverberated in his mind.

He blushed.

Fortunately, Gu Yun didn't look at him.

Fortunately, at dusk, the fifth uncle sent the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt back with an ox cart.

I heard that Gu Yun was going to the town tomorrow, the fifth uncle left the ox cart to her and walked back three hours.

Gu Yun felt a little embarrassed, and the fourth uncle said, "My uncle, don't see outsiders."

The next day, Gu Yun and Bai Xian got up early and set off before dawn.

The ox cart was cushioned with a quilt. This was the one that the four aunts and the others sat on, and they hadn't taken it down. It was bumpy and bumpy, and she was very comfortable to sit on.

Bai Xian was not very good at driving cattle at first, after all, he had never done farm work.

But he learned things quickly, and after walking a few steps, he figured it out, and the old cow walked forward very meekly under his drive.

The rising sun rises from the sky, Gu Yun watched.

The sky was bluish-white, and a few remnants of clouds seemed to be on fire.

She sighed to Bai Xian, "I haven't seen the sunrise for a long time."

Bai Xian also glanced at it: "I have never seen such a beautiful one. Your home is beautiful, and even the sky is cleaner than other places."

Gu Yun smiled.

When we got to town, we went straight to the post office.

There were a lot of people in the post office, Gu Yun was filling out the form in the crowd, and Bai Xian squeezed over and said to her, "Miss Gu, I'm going to buy something. When you're busy, wait for me here, don't walk around."

Gu Yun wanted to ask him what to buy, but he had already left.

The progress here is relatively slow. After filling out the form, we have to queue up. Gu Yun glanced at his watch, and he has been waiting for more than an hour.

And Bai Xian, he bought the things and came back.

Gu Yun came out and saw that the ox cart was empty with only a few packets of snacks. He couldn't help being surprised: "What did you buy?"

Bai Xian hesitated: "I didn't buy it."

Gu Yun didn't take it to heart at that time.

The two of them took care of the bullock cart, and the two of them walked around and bought some daily life.

Gu Yun also bought a few books in the small bookstore.

"...Do you want to practice calligraphy?" Gu Yun asked him.

Baekhyun looked at her.

"Didn't you say that you later learned to read, so have you practiced it?" Gu Yun explained.

"......no."

"There is a copybook here, do you want it? I'll buy it for you." Gu Yun said.

Bai Xian felt that even if it was poison, he wanted it.

"Yes!" he answered succinctly and forcefully.

Gu Yun spent some money to buy this copybook for him, as well as some pen and paper.

After returning, Gu Yun taught him to write.

The two of them sat on the table of the Eight Immortals, occupying two positions respectively.

Bai Xian's eyes fell on her slender hand.

Her fingers were slender and fair, and her nails were pink and pearly.

He wanted a kiss.

He often had such urges towards Gu Yun, and before he could act, he would first despise himself, and then cut it off.

"Nuo, this sentence - Xianyuan Chunnong's little peach blossoms, the branches have been broken, so I will practice this sentence today." Gu Yun pointed to the beginning of the copybook, "Xianzi starts from......"

Before she could finish speaking, Bai Xian interrupted her: "I'll start with your name. Gu Yun, practice these two words."

He seemed to be calling her by her name for the first time in front of her.

He kept calling her "Miss Gu".

Gu Yun inexplicably turned red at the tips of his ears.

She lowered her voice: "My name is a little more complicated, let's start with yours. Use your own name, this is a little simpler."

"That's not mine," he said. "I don't have a name, and my parents haven't given me a name. It's just a nickname that others like to use, and it has nothing to do with me."

Gu Yun was stunned.

She whispered apologetically.

"Still use yours, okay?" he asked, his voice involuntarily a little pleading.

He wanted to write her name.

Those two words were engraved in his heart, engraved in his soul, stained with blood, and every stroke was his pain.

He's like a pain addict and can't wait to need these.

Gu Yun was silent for a while.

She probably felt that it was a very shy thing to teach others to write her own name.

She was silent for a long time.

As soon as she was silent, Bai Xian gave in.

"How did Xianzi begin?" he asked.

Gu Yun lifted his spirits.

She wrote the gestures and sequence on the paper, and then told him how to start and write.

Bai Xian has only been able to read and write in a few short months, but he can read through the text, relying on brute force. When it comes to writing, the only thing he has learned from Xiao Sun is the word "Gu Yun".

Only later did I realize that the two words were half wrong.

As a result, the words he wrote were a little crooked like a child.

Gu Yun pursed his lips and smiled.

Baekhyun is very embarrassed: "It's poorly written..."

"It's okay." Gu Yun said, "Take your time, practice makes perfect."

The two of them were writing when there was another knock on the door.

Gu Yun let him practice, and went out to open the door by himself.